Revenge of The Nerds......Bad Boys Edition

I Do Not Own Any of The Characters//Just The Plot

A/N At Bottom

Let's Go!

Chapter Fifteen: Unbreachable Distance 

Allen

He left the cafeteria feeling better than he had in a long while. Kazahaya had turned out to be an amazingly funny, regaling him with tales of his best friends' past exploits; especially the one who was a consummate prankster. It had made for an amusing breakfast and his appetite had returned full force. It had also gratified him to find out that Kazahaya lived in the same dorm. So when he walked out of the communal eating area he was feeling replete, yet still unsure about what to do about Lavi. All his bravado from the day before had disappeared and he was once again scrambling in his own mind for an answer. Did he really want to confess? What if Lavi just shot him down? He really didn't want to destroy their friendship.

He was so deep in thought it was not wonder that he ran right into another moving student.

"Damn it, can't you first years keep track of where you're-" The deep strident voice cut off abruptly as he looked up, his expression apologetic.

And up, at the imperiously handsome face that towered over his head. He watched in amazement as the harsh lines soften into exquisite lines the could have adorned a museum.  Hair so black it bordered on blue, was pulled back severely, allowing the sun to grace that beautiful face and sable eyes regarded him with sudden interest.

"Well, well, well. It must be my lucky day." Allen shivered as the voice swept over his skin like smokey silk. "I'll accept your apology if you go out with me."

What?

He couldn't stop the surprise from taking over his own expression, felt his mouth drop open with it. This heart stopping, gorgeous man was….…Asking him out?

"Um..well….that is-"

"Do you have someone?" The dark haired man interrupted his awkward reply, appreciation shading his voice.

Allen shook his head vigorously, feeling like his tongue was tied into a christmas bow. "Um, no-I don't." He finished lamely. "I don't-I don't have anyone."

"Well, do you prefer women?" The stranger asked bluntly. "Because that would be a pity."

"No, it's just that no one asks me out. Ever." He blushed. He could have kicked himself for sounding like a complete idiot or like the oldest virgin in the world.

The tall man took pity on him. "Yu Kanda. But I usually go by Kanda."

Allen found himself introducing himself for the second time that day. "Allen Walker."

Kanda smiled. "So, can I take you out tonight?"

Dumbfounded, Allen just stared, his mind working frantically, connecting dots like with lightning fast precision. The epiphany exploded over him in a rain of realization. He'd found an answer to his problem. He'd date Kanda and get over his fascination with Lavi. There would be no need to confess to his best friend. And he could keep the friendship intact. Problem solved.

"Number?"

The end of the question jarred him out of his inner deductions. "Huh?"

"Your phone number. How else am I going to get in touch with you?" The words were presumptuous, brazen in the extreme. Allen found himself nodding and rattling off numbers anyway, still dazed by sudden solution to his problem. 

It had practically fallen into his lap.  

Xover

Some three hours later he was humming to himself as he worked over sheet music composing a new song that had entered his head while he was walking back to his dorm. He was still thinking about his chance meeting with Kanda. Still amazed. The third year had invited him to a poetry reading his friend Lenalee was hosting tonight at a private lounge. It seemed the perfect setting for a first date. He froze when his phone rang, the electronic pulse of Lavi's ringtone echoing through his system. He debated with himself whether to answer or not and then berated himself and clicked it on.

"Allen."

"Lavi."

His tone was lighthearted and this time not forced. Allen relaxed, his happiness increasing. 

"What are you doing?" Lavi asked suspiciously and he realized that he'd gone silent.

"Oh, just writing a song."

"Right. Should have known." Lavi teased, his smile clear as visine through the phone and Allen's heart lightened even more. "But are you going to spend the day right before the  start of school writing working?" We were supposed to get together today. What do you want to do?"

This time it was he who hesitated, a visible crossroads opening before his eyes. One sign featured a heart on a sleeve and the other featured a heart in a box that read 'tramp along down this familiar road'. He quite literally felt the cardboard as he stuffed his heart back in that box. He answered as lightly as he could. "Oh I won't be working  all day. In fact I was invited to a poetry reading tonight. I thought it would be fun to go."

"A poetry reading." The drawled statement sounded like Lavi's eyebrow was raised in slight derision. He ignored the fact that Lavi's voice also sounded a little strange and powered on. "Yeah. I've never been to one and hey this is a year for firsts. I thought that it would be enlightening."

"But, didn't you want to talk to me about something?" 

"Oh, that can wait until later," He hedged. "I know you must be busy and all with school starting tomorrow. I don't want to take any of your time right now. It wasn't that important anyway, we can talk about when we both get settled." He was babbling. Today must be the day for lameness.

"Allen." Lavi's voice was lower and darker than he'd ever heard it before, more subdued than he ever imagined that Lavi could pull off. He shivered. Somehow it sounded like the beginning of a huge storm that was about to break. "How did you find out about the poetry reading?"

For some reason alarm skittered up his spine, tingling his spider sense. "I met some friends on campus today."

"Friends." Lavi toned and Allen stiffened on the bed. Lavi sounded hollow. Empty. It was if he'd deliberately emptied it of all his emotions. Was he jealous of him making new friends? It was true that he wasn't good at making new friends so he hadn't really had any but Lavi, but it wasn't impossible. Did Lavi think he couldn't make any at all?

The idea of that suddenly made him angry. He hadn't been the one to damn near bail on their friendship, ignoring him when he'd started school. "Yes, friends." He responded a little more tartly than he'd intended. "You're not the only one who can make them. I have to finish this song before I go. I'll talk to you later."

He clicked off before Lavi could respond, tossed the phone on the bed beside him and then scowled at if for good measure. Almost immediately it began to ring again. He snatched it up and sent it to voicemail, his concentration totally blown.

It never occurred to him that Lavi was jealous for a completely different reason than he was imagining.

Xover

He stewed over it while he picked an outfit to where. He stewed over it as he showered. He stewed while he groomed in front of the bathroom mirror. So he was in a fine temper when his phone belted out the generic tune announcing an unfamiliar number was ringing through. He sighed in relief, Lavi had called several more times, and answered with what he hoped was a moderately happy voice.

"Hi, Allen. Ready?"

He smiled as the deep, dark inflection traveled over the phone waves, excited for the first time in a long time. "Yes, I'm in the Collegiate dorm. Room 3001."

"Good, I'll be there in a minute. I thought we could walk. The lounge is not to far from campus."

"Cool. Then I can see a little more of the city."

His good mood was restored, but only a little. He stepped out of the door, feeling like he was taking the first step to certain recovery.

Xover

Grr!! Okay so that chapter totally sucked!! But I'm going somewhere with this so don't kill me~ I really could not resist throwing Kanda in the mix. Poor Lavi….…We'll see. (Devious Smile) 

Until next time….…